After the Wedding Flowers

by The Hearth Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

After the wedding flowers browned, a real relationship began: texts about train times, soup when I was ill, the careful question that left me room to answer. Love joined the family loudly. You joined it day by day, not as a role, but as yourself— which is the gift we did not know to ask for.
56 words · 12 lines · Free Verse
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